Rainbow snake

Watch it fly

The water fills the rivers and ravines

and excreta;

Almuji!

See what it can bring

lifetime

valley

Water fills the dry land

Almuji!

See what it can bring

Sleeping all my life

Almuji!

Dependents!

Gwen opened her eyes.

The cobalt sky was so blue that it hurt her eyes.

"Kalinda!" Old Tjupurrura was lying on a tree, his skin covered with dots and spirits that guided the life force in his body, which indicated his status as a tribal singer. "Go sing it and let the snake know. ”

Gwen moved her lithe, athletic figure on the red clay. She watched as her long legs effortlessly traversed the distance between her feet, and the space vanished as if she were gliding. She galloped across the scorching earth with her feet, barely touching the sweltering sand.

She walked into a cave and happily lay on the icy volcanic shale with bare skin. Here is a pool with crystal clear water.

"Almuji!Almuji!" Gwen heard herself shout.

The crystal pool is almost entirely made up of serpentine water. It starts to come to life, and every second that passes becomes more different. Twinkle and twinkle, Gwen was looking at the familiar face of the Rainbow Serpent, the one she had come across at the Royal National Convention, in a cave not much different from this one.

"Ah, Almoody. Gwen felt herself fall to her knees. She spread her arms and noticed in the reflection that she was naked, her skin soaked with sweat soaked with the spiritual patterns that dotted her chest, abdomen, arms, and thighs. Her face was also covered with words that made her communicate with the female snake.

The serpent's head floated closer, its forked tongue, as thick as her arm, swaying faster than her eyes. As Almuji tasted her skin, she felt the coldness of the pink appendage inhale her scent, revealing in her sun-scorched, hot flesh.

Gwen spread her arms as the snake moved its head toward her. She pressed her body against the side of its massive head, feeling its hot, dry, nail-textured scales and watching them glisten in rainbow colors.

"Relative!" a voice in her head came with the smell of an approaching storm. "Are you safe?"

"I'm safe, Almuji," Gwen replied, the voice her own, not her own.

"You're too weak. "You are hollow. "There was a smell of rotting gum leaves after a gust of summer wind.

"I miss you so much, Almuji. Gwen heard herself answering an asynchronous, untimely conversation.

"I'm fine," Gwen replied, but her dream image said nothing. She's just borrowing someone else's memory.

"The usurper is coming!" Gwen felt so disgusted that it was as if she had stepped into the mud of the rotting mangroves.

"No way, Tjupurrura says they can't come here! They can't get out of the shackles of dreams!" Gwen's other face was genuinely skeptical.

An explosion shook the cave, and shattered shale slabs fell from the ceiling, leaving Gwen with dagger-sharp shards. A wayward stone sliced through her forehead, releasing a stream of arterial blood on Almugi's glittering scales.

Her dream glyph was taken away by blood, breaking the flow of mana between each symbol. As her connection was severed, Gwen felt as if she had been torn out of her womb at an inopportune time.

There were men and women dressed in turbans-mages, shouting incoherently from the mouth of the cave. Another spell shook the cave, and someone changed the structure of the cave's natural support, and the roof began to collapse badly.

There is no pain, only a sense of depravity, and darkness hangs over Gwen's alter ego.

Gwen suddenly burned with rage, a primal rage that made her feel her skin crack open and clumps of lava blood flowed out of it.

Outside, the ground cracked, the sky roared, and the earth shook.

When the last drop of blood of his life flowed into the red soil, Tejupura burst out laughing.

Kapi Kapi

Almuji woke up.

Almuji doesn't like strangers, it's a notoriety.

Almuji will attack strangers.

Yue and Avia watched as Gwen's body was covered with a green shimmer, indicating the atmospheric phenomenon they had just witnessed.

The glyphs shine as brightly as her body, but because her paintings offer a dubious modesty. She wore only an undergarment, a ring, and an inconspicuous jade necklace.

That necklace and a normal necklace, they've been wearing since their senior year, only now, it's no longer ordinary. The Emerald Qilin seemed to be bathed in the shimmering green energy flow of Gwen's body, and with its mysterious function, it emitted a hazy and benevolent light.

"That's the positive energy, the vitality, the essence. Avia did everything she could to clarify the phenomenon.

Gwen groaned as her friends silently watched as her body filled with new life. With each pulse, Gwen's limbs softened, her breasts plumped, and her complexion regained some of her natural color. Their friend still has anorexia and has lessened her condition, but at least, her health seems to have recovered.

"Damn, if I knew you only needed to do a paint job and do a nude dance to grow bigger **, I'd be wearing my birthday dress right away," Yue told Eve, I think you're missing out on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

Elvia put her hand on her petite chest. She certainly didn't expect her to give it her all at first.

"Well, well, Gwen told me it was her dad. ”

"Amulet?"

"Oh, she's awake!" Yue pointed to Gwen as the witch struggled on the red sand.

Gwen did wake up. But she seems to have lost her sense of direction, as her body movements are thin and clumsy, more like a puppet.

"Almuji?" said Old Gulagon in a double role. "That's impossible! Gwen is a half-blood!"

It is not uncommon for spirit walkers to have seen property before. In her tribe, soul walking is a good sign that the snake likes a particular singer. Possession means that they have the opportunity to communicate directly with Almuji to defend a reason or ask for a favor.

There is another example where Almuji has a singer. At that time the tribe will be attacked, and the Holy Spirit preachers will have to invoke the forbidden plea for Mother Snake to kill her enemies. She was reminded of an old saying from Iriti: "Snakes are brazen." It attacks intruders. It will return the bodies of the invaders to Earth. ”

Guragon had never done such a terrible ritual before, but when she saw an angry primordial spirit, she knew it.

"Baldangi Woot Kuhl!" she cried late into the night, reminding her tribesmen, before turning to the girls. "Run, run as far as you can!"

To prove his point, Gulagon got up on all fours, stuck his heels into the red soil, abandoned the girls, and ran faster than the whipped wild dogs.

The other two girls looked at each other.

"Did she mean to run away?" asked Yue puzzled.

Elvia never had a chance to answer, as she felt the mana in Gwen's body suddenly gather. Not the kind of electricity they are used to stinging the skin. What they feel now is something bigger, something older, something deep in the earth and in the sky.

"Run!" Avia grabbed Xiao Yue and pulled her aside.

Gwen held up an arm and pointed at the distant target. The girls followed in the direction of her long, graceful fingers.

"Deborah?!" Yue's eyes jumped round. "What did Deborah do to Gwen?"

"Debbie!" Elvis Presley's scream resounded through the night sky, and the nightingale's piercing trills disappeared into the dark distance. "Run!"

"Babanjini!" Gwen shouted to the sky, and although the sky was clear and cloudless, there was a burst of thunder in the distance.

There was no commotion in Deborah's tent.

"Damn!" Xiao Yue cried, her chest full of conflicting emotions. She didn't like Deborah, she wanted her to leave, but she certainly didn't want Deborah to die. "She's not going to make it!"

Elvia couldn't do anything either. She just hoped that no matter what happened, Deborah would have enough time for her to heal.

A thunderclap rumbled across the sky, shattering the sky like a huge wave.

The thugs gathered together watched in horror as a stream of green lightning, flashing with colorful light, ionized out of the thin air, as if emitted from the galaxy itself. It immediately went downward, towards the place where the girls had pitched their tents, and Deborah was probably still sleeping gloomily.

There is a precise flash of lightning when it comes on, followed by an explosion.

A shockwave rippled in the epicenter, violently pushing away the red dirt in the expanding ring of dust.

The hump was uprooted, and boulders the size of a human head rolled around. All sight was suffocated by dust and red haze.

"Deborah!" Yue expanded her flame barrier, her shield was a wet paper bag that could withstand precise attacks, but she was at least able to withstand the shockwave. The explosion was her livelihood after all.

Elvia is better by her side. She can spawn a Faith Shield, a self-replenishing shield spell designed primarily for those who are able to guide from the front. Spells, as a substitute for non-abandoning casters, have greater strength, elasticity, and regeneration than regular mage's shield spells. The price is a terrible cost of mana.

After the explosion, Gwen appeared to regain consciousness. She reached behind her head and pulled out something shiny. Xiao Yue and Avia saw Gwen kneeling on the ground, panting for breath, and as the dust cloud drifted by, the two were engulfed in a piece of rubble.

"Debbie!" she shouted, forcing her body to move. "Yue, Elvia, save Deborah!"

Gwen felt the last speck of dust of her life disappear from her alter ego, crushed by the falling shale. She felt Almugi's anger like a rising tide, like the tectonic movement of the earth. As a wild force, Almudegi burst out of the cavern, its scales shimmering and refracting violently in the fiery golden silence of the midday sun.

There are magicians-invaders and usurpers, who flee in front of Almudegi like ants, throwing ineffective spells, pouring down on its scales.

Almuji's anger reverberates, pouring down every horizon. There is a faint yellowish-brown and lime-burning hue in the air, bright enough to be seen in the daytime, and then a stream of southern aurora bursts out of the sky.

An emerald green storm swept over the trembling earth.

With the first explosion, she felt Almuji's consciousness vanish from her perception. For a moment, she put on the skin of a serpent and felt its frustration and anger.

With all the pent-up energy released, she had shed that skin and regained her senses.

Just then, she saw a shard of emerald streak across the night sky and attack the location of the girls' tents.

"Almuji, no!" she shouted, shock and fear instantly overwhelming her. "Deborah!"

"Intruder!" a voice cried out in her heart, boiling with rage, the smell of forest fire was thick and heavy usurper!

Even the half-conscious Gwen instinctively knew what she had to do. She reached behind her neck and put a finger into the scales embedded in the back of her neck. Both tried to take the gift out, and then grabbed it with her fingers, and she ripped it off her neck.

The disconnect came suddenly and violently. Gwen felt as if she was cut off from the world. She immediately fell from a warm and light-filled place into the icy darkness.

In the distance, a thunderous roar fell to the ground.

As a lightning mage, she knew how much energy was in that explosion. It was far beyond her abilities, a force of nature, not conjured from the elemental plane of lightning—it was the manifestation of an ancient creation in the youth of the earth.

"Debbie!" she shouted, forcing her body to move. "Yue, Elvia, save Deborah!"

When the girls arrived at the scene, there was nothing but a burning crater two meters wide and half a meter deep. The sand and silica underneath had turned into glass, shattered and horribly molten.

The camp is gone.

The tent was vaporized, torn apart, torn to pieces.

"!" Mr. Yue said in disbelief, what the hell happened?

"Gwen?" Elvia walked over and lowered her shield. "What's wrong with Debbie?"

Gwen couldn't answer her friends, incoherent, at this moment. She still couldn't believe what had just happened.

Did she attack Deborah? Did she call Lightning?

No, that's not Gwen. That's Almuji.

However, despite this, it was Gwen who was in charge. She brought the girls here. She had wanted to talk to someone who spoke spiritually. She was the one who hurt them.

And now Deborah is dead?

Gwen felt a cold wind shiver through her, though there was still a glimmer of light in the air. She was sweating from disbelief. She wanted to turn back the clock and redo and reload her surreal last few minutes.

She put her hand in the dirt, the energy of the explosion still burning.

"Debbie—" Gwen began to cry and began to cry sorry, I'm sorry—

"!" Xiao Yue couldn't believe her eyes. Did Gwen just blow Deborah to the kingdom?Did her friend murder their non-mutual friend in cold blood?Why?

"Gwen ......" Elvia's tears welled up from her bright blue eyes and fell on her face like a string of pearls. It happened so fast that she couldn't rationally comprehend it, but she understood this moment of great trauma with terrible clarity. "Debbie ......"

"Oh God!" a voice shouted from the lower reaches of the plateau, "what the hell is going on here?"

"Debbie is dead!" Elvia's trembling mouth didn't speak, her eyes barely recognizable who she was looking at.

Deborah was wet from head to toe, and now her silhouette was covered in a layer of red dust that stuck to her skin like clay.

"I'm dead?" that's news to me," Deborah replied, dripping from her face I was taking a dip in the gutter there where there was a sweet aurora, and then a huge explosion shook the camp, so I rushed as soon as I could. ”

Yue has mixed feelings about Deborah. She had to admit that she preferred Debbie alive and Gwen unharmed.

The girls turned and looked at Gwen, who was striking the earth, crying loudly and wailing incoherently to the sky.

"Debbie!" Gwen screamed, her voice deafening.

Oh my God! Gwen exhaled. She had never been so excited to see someone so alive. She jumped up from her kneeling position, crossed her legs, and ran towards Deborah.

Xiao Yue and Avia watched as Gwen hugged Deborah tightly and pressed her body against Deborah.

"What's going on?" Deborah still seemed confused. She looked as if she was going to protest Gwen's motives with a little bit of a joke. Gwen then pulled Deborah close and squeezed the words out of her lungs.

Gwen kissed Deborah's still wet forehead hard.

"Wow, hello!" Deborah struggled to break free, tenderly battling Gwen's unexpected gift.

Gwen stepped back, wiping tears from her face.

"Look, I told you, you shouldn't use primordial magic on these people. Deborah put her hand on her waist and tapped her hip hard to look at Gwen. She's crazy. ”

Then Deborah's jaw fell to the floor. She realized that, under all the body paint, Gwen was actually completely stripped naked, and her modesty was not preserved at all, but the thinnest layer of cotton.

Deborah didn't resist, and leaned down to hug Gwen, resting her chin on Gwen's shoulder, and smearing Gwen's paint on her face.

Xiao Yue and Avia felt a wave of embarrassment.

Elvia watched as Deborah's arms arched over Gwen's bubbly hips and wrapped her arms around her slender waist. She didn't like Deborah, just because she almost died. After all, she wasn't even injured, it was all a misunderstanding.

"So what the hell is going on?" Yue was more interested in why Gwen had suddenly become a psychopath.

The rest of the village is now back where they were. Judging by the shocked and angry expressions, they didn't think Gwen's behavior was good. Gwen disrupts a sacred ritual. Corrosive bacteria are a sacred ritual in this country, its rules and history, its stories and legends. Now, these Migru magicians have once again destroyed their homes, disrupted their camps, and interrupted their dreams. Without corrosive bacteria, Bora Rings, the camp is easily invaded by demons at night. They will not find peace in the green zone, only more displacement and uncertainty.

The girls retreated from the gathered crowd, and now they were furious

"I think we'd better get out of here. "Gwen heard Yue muttering to herself beside her, is Ma still alive?"

"Tommy?" the Gwen spell became a short-range message spell. "Tommy, are you safe? If you are, whistle loudly!"

A loud whistle was heard not far away.

"If the horse is okay, whistle twice. Otherwise, we'll leave on foot!"

There were two shrill whistles.

"Alright, Tommy!" Gwen grabbed Elvia, and the group began to walk towards the edge of the forest escapement. When they fled, the tribe stared silently, but fearing retribution from the mage of Miklo, they chose not to pursue it.

"Dancing lights!"

As the girls leave the now-destroyed camp at a safe distance, Gwen summons some visibility. Tommy soon came to them on horseback.

To their surprise, Guragon was with him.

"What's going on?" asked Gwen as they approached where they were talking. "I feel like the snake is taking over my thoughts. It was so angry, so sad. ”

Old Gulagon shook his head.

"Can you tell Guragon what you saw in your dreams?"

Gwen took the snake's scales in her hand. She hid it in a ring after the incident. She couldn't just dispose of it, after all, it was three months of work at Opa, even if it did bring something that temporarily overwhelmed her ego. It was Almuji again, her mind like a gum leaf trapped in a whirlpool, swept into a vast mind much older than her.

"Mrs. Boss," Tommy muttered with great respect, his eyes bulging out of his sockets, and his dark face reddening several times. He licked his cracked lips respectfully, grasping the moment as best he could, burning it into a memory. "Do you want Tommy to lend you a shirt? I know it's hot, but you're bare-assed, and your skin will burn when the sun comes out. ”

Gwen spun around and ran some distance before she found a shirt and shorts, which she hurriedly put on, ignoring her dirty body paint. When she returned, her face was smeared with pale colors and rubbings, and her white shirt was the color of the earth.

"I see... Kalinda, somebody—called Old Tejupura?, they're in a cave. I think Juprullah is tired. He rested outside. Kalinda walked into the cave. There was a pool, Armuji came, and then there was an explosion. The mages came, they destroyed the cave, Kalinda died, and Almuji was angry......"

Gwen didn't stop to catch her breath before she blurted out the whole painful experience. She also wanted to know what was really going on. Old Gulagon didn't seem to have found the answer she was looking for;

"Almuji will attack strangers," she replied, saying that it knew when it saw a usurper. ”

Guragon turned to look at Deborah.

"Hey, get out of his witchcraft," Deborah snapped. As the sand around her began to swirl, the girls felt the earthy mana flow over her. "This old bitch wants to blame me now, Gwen, and she wants to blame you for her tricks. I told you they can't be trusted. ”

Gwen puts herself between Deborah and Gulagon.

"Debbie, please calm down. ”

"No, it's been going on for a long time. I'm fed up with this nonsense. If you want me to leave this old witch, promise me that we'll go now. We're going to go back to civilization and let these barbarians live a fucking miserable life. ”

"Alright, Debbie," Gwen said with a sigh that we were leaving. ”

Gwen bowed.

"I'm sorry, Gulagon, I don't blame you. Forgive us for destroying your camp and destroying the corrosion holes. ”

Old Gulagon glared at Deborah, but spoke to Tommy.

"Tommy, take care of the guests and take them home," she ordered, turning to Gwen Thank you, Gwen of Almud, and remember that Armud is your friend, a relative, not an enemy. ”

Guragon emphasized her last sentence.

Deborah looked as if she was going to shoot a slingshot spell at the soul-speaking man.

They watched as Old Gulagon disappeared from the mountain.

"Got rid of it well," Deborah spat in disgust.

Tommy didn't say anything. Gwen didn't blame the young man. This is how mages treat wildlings, let alone those from the wilderness.

"Madame Magician on this road, we need enough light for a night trip. We went to the highway and maybe picked up from there, faster. ”

"Okay, Tommy. Gwen touched her face, touched the clumps of dirt in the tiny sediments on the red soil, let's go home. ”

She still has a New Year's party to deal with, and that's the monster where her mother was killed. Her mare shook the bell because there were still many miles to go.